Poetry: Candice Wuehle’s “As thyself”

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I try not to hate
Thine neighbor
Neighbor as hanging
Flag the neighbor has
Hung & hung my
Home with pall, civil
Monster unmakes my share
In the year the yard
Rends and tears, tears
Blemish the arrivals Is this
Planet under a gray auspice? am
Not alien our neighbor ? I try not
To hate thine neighbor sick
Ening the yard as though
Earth an unsound
Ladder, the base from
Which my neighbor
Names False Spring
Weather. Unname us
All in the name
Of a Home. As my neighbor
Approaches make thine forget
At first my neighbor is not
Thou, allow
A moment on the grass
When thy & thine
May be
Only us.

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Candice Wuehle is the author of the chapbooks VIBE CHECK (Garden Door Press, 2017), curse words: a guide in 19 steps for aspiring transmographs (Dancing Girl Press, 2014), and EARTH*AIR*FIRE*WATER*ÆTHER (Grey Books Press, 2015). Her work can be found in Tarpaulin Sky, The Volta, Colorado Review, Spork, New Orleans Review, and Prelude, among others. She is originally from Iowa City, Iowa, and is a graduate of the Iowa Writers’ Workshop. Candice currently resides in Lawrence, Kansas, where she is a Chancellor’s Fellow at The University of Kansas.